The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The frost on the windows of the small, timber-frame station in the village of Oakhaven did not melt as it usually did when the morning sun crested the hills, but instead seemed to thicken, forming intricate, crystalline fractals that mapped the veins of the glass in a pattern eerily similar to the branching of the old oak tree that stood at the center of the square. Elias Thorne, a man whose...

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